I said I’m done with Love.
The Romantics, with their
Wide-eyed, warm-glowing, universe aligning views
The Poets, and all their
God-forsaken, heart-reeling, soul-piercing sonnets
The Rom-coms, with all their
Meet-cute, friends-to-lovers, fake relationship situations
To only name a few.
I said I’m done with Love.
It’s everywhere and its suffocating, like smoke
From a pyroclastic flow
Devouring all in its path, ingulfing us and burning
In our lungs from the inside out, I feel
Overwhelmed by the acceptance that I see
For romantic endeavours.
I said I’m done with Love.
My heart is dormant, permanently,
No, please don’t confuse it for being in hibernation.
I said I’m done with Love.
Let us change the conversation.
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Elizabeth Perks
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